Chapter 173: Mourning brother (1) (non-brothers)

Wu Yishao knew an incredible secret.
This was when he was eight years old, and also after he knew he had a sister for a year.
He remembered that it was late at night. He drank somehow. When he turned on the bedside lamp and sat up, the little girl beside him was still asleep, breathing light and hot, and his petite and soft body undulating. Writing the rhythm of the rhythm. He reached out his hand, gently touched her head, and sorted out her messy bangs before jumping off the bed and putting on slippers and heading out.
When He passed his parents' room by accident, he heard a voice inside.
This is a normal thing, and Yi Shao didn't care about it, but I do n’t know if it was a coincidence or coincidence. When he returned to the room after drinking the water, he heard the word
Little Ti
.
Xiao Xiaoti, sister's name.
He staggered to the door, and then he heard ...
"Xiao Shao really likes Xiao Ti, it is tightly guarded. I started to worry that he would reject Xiao Ti, but now it seems that I think more."
"It's your own sister, how could you not like it?"
"This is true. But ... if he knows that Xiao Ti is not his sister, I don't know ..."
"You think too much. The only people who know this are you and me. How could Xiao Shao know?"
"That's what it is. When he grows up, he can try to talk about it. Maybe Xiaoti can become our child's nanny."
"... I'll talk about the future."
Uh ...
My parents said something afterwards, but Yi Shao had no mood to listen. In other words, his ears "buzzed" and he couldn't hear anything else.
I waited until he finally accepted the reality, only to find that he was confused and did not know how to return to the room. He sat down heavily beside the bed, subconsciously looking at the little girl who was sleeping sweetly, and the words "Little Ti is not his sister" are echoing in his ears.
Xiao Xiaoti ...
Is n’t he his sister?
This kind of thing ...
Maybe he noticed his gaze. The little girl who just banged her bangs by her brother just frowned slightly, woke up stupidly, rubbed her eyes in the dim and dim light, and stared dumbly. The figure sitting at the bed shouted indistinctly: "... brother?"
Qi Yishao's body was slightly shaken, and her eyes that were already struggling were more complicated.
And if she was completely awake in this light cry, she struggled to get up, and the pink bunny pajamas on her body messed up. She looked at him with a tilted head and asked, "Brother, why don't you sleep? "
"..."
She talked, and she "covered" the quilt with her hands, and rushed to her brother from behind.
Yi Shao only felt that a small, soft body bumped into his back, and then was tightly wrapped in a quilt. Her head rested on his shoulder, and she "taught" people milkily: "Mom He said he would catch a cold without covering the quilt at night. Brother, do n’t catch a cold. "
Yi Shao's heart softened instantly.
Suddenly, his complex eyes became clear again at this moment.
Isn't it important to kiss my sister?
It doesn't matter at all.
So he turned around and pushed the younger sister holding the quilt slightly to the bed. She exclaimed with a laugh, rolled around the bed twice, and sat up again and shouted, "Brother! "Yi Shao covered her mouth with a black line, pushed her back again, and turned off the lamp on the bedside:" Sleep, I have to go to school tomorrow. "
"Oh."
She drew into his arms and closed her eyes obediently.
When I was next to my brother, Yi Ti always felt relieved. This is a kind of sense she feels difficult to describe ... It's like a bird soaring in the sky, a fish swims in the water, can't say what's good, but it just needs it.
Alas, life continued like this.
Until ...
They lost their parents.
Until ...
They held hands and finally came out of sorrow together.
Until ...
They gradually started to grow up.
Yun Yishao originally thought that he would treat her as his sister in life, but the person who hit him was his own.
He was sixteen years old this year.
Even though he has received love letters from time to time since elementary school, he has never kept this in mind, and almost all these letters have been thrown into the trash.
小 Xiao Ti also knows this, and she often asked him initially, "Brother, who do you like so many sisters?"
Then he pinched his face.
After a while, Xiao Ti, who knew completely that "my brother likes to pinch my face by this matter," never asked similar questions again.
Twenty-six years old, just entering the first year of high school, it is a very young age.
Although Yi Shao has a "cold style of painting", both the male and female relationships are strangely good. The buddies in the class often give him some "men's books" and pull him to comment on which girl Yan Zheng and which in the class The girls are in good shape. He sneered at it, and always caused anger-"Because the girls like you, can you not care? Poke him!".
But although it seems "don't care", Yi Shao, a guy who has a slight tendency of "suffocating", still realizes something secretly. For men, this realization is more or less accompanied by some less wonderful things. For example ... yes, that's what.
某个 When he woke up in sweat in a saturday morning, his face was extremely dark.
Wu Yishao took a deep breath, calmed his still short breathing, lifted the quilt, and looked at his eyes carefully, his face became more gloomy. With a wave of his hand, the book originally piled on the nightstand fell to the ground.
当然 Of course he is not upset about the matter itself, after all, this is quite normal for men. It ’s just that the person in the dream ... why is it Xiao Ti?
There must be something wrong with this!
Is it because the closest woman in life is Xiao Ti?
Maybe yes, maybe not.
But Yi Shao decided to set the answer to "Yes", which must be true.
He got up to wash and started ... doing laundry and bed sheets.
When the washing machine was almost ready to take off the water, Xiaoti's door opened, and his sister, who was already a girl, walked out of it. After looking around the room, her eyes fell on him with a cheerful tone. He shouted, "Brother!" Then he ran over like a smart deer.
In summer, she always wears a nightdress at home, which he bought for her. Probably the fault of the first impression. For so many years, he has firmly believed that pink is the best color for her.
Like at this moment, her pink nightdress is dotted with white or light yellow flowers. Although the style is ordinary and conservative, she can't hide the girl's unique youthful atmosphere and the body that has begun to develop. I don't know when, she gradually faded the baby fat in the past. Although it is still not too high, she can be described as petite and exquisite. The exposed arms are white and tender, as are the calves, showing the beautiful curve that has taken shape at first. Further down, the feet are still as small as when they were young, the arch of the foot is curved, the fingernails are round, and they are as warm as pink pearls. The gloss makes people feel the urge to touch it.
At a glance, he turned his head.
There was an unexplainable sense of panic between the gestures.
Ji Yishao discovered in amazement that Xiao Ti seemed to have grown up overnight, or in other words, he actually realized this all the time, just pretending not to find out. Until last night's dream ... strongly broke this thin layer of illusion.
And in that dream, she was wearing this nightdress and was torn by him.
This kind of thing ...
He can't do it.
Yun Yi Shao thought that within a short time, he could no longer contact Xiao Ti normally, until he completely forgot the ridiculous dream. And although she had been sleeping in a separate room three years ago, she was still as close to him as a child. In the final analysis, she is also a big girl, and this will definitely not work.
In any case, you should keep your distance.
思 He had so many thoughts in his heart that he was approached by the unexpected.
"Brother, what are you thinking?"
Hold her arms around his neck from behind.
Wu Yishao's body froze, apparently doing the usual movements. But this time the feeling was completely different. Through the light summer cloth, he could clearly feel her temperature and ... body, and she just carelessly put in his ear to speak, and the warm breath sprayed wantonly. In his auricles.
With this recognition, his blood flow speeded up instantly.
My heartbeat suddenly became fierce.
He shook her away unconsciously and took a few steps back, frowning and said, "What do you do?" The more guilty, the louder it is, which is probably the case.
Yi Ti, who was thrown away, took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground. Yi Shao almost rushed to help, but fortunately she stabilized her body in time, looked at him with a puzzled look, and carefully and hesitantly asked, "Brother ... what happened to you?"
Yi Shao turned his head again, almost embarrassed, turned off the washing machine that had been dehydrated, and forcedly replied, "Nothing." Looking at her timid gaze like this again, he finally made up his mind and his decision would collapse instantly. No matter how difficult it is to gather.
Until he got his clothes dry and returned to the room, preparing to make breakfast, she suddenly raised her head on the sofa, hesitantly said, "Brother ... I want to tell you something ..." The hands on both sides of the body were held together.
"What's the matter?" He sat across from her without thinking, even if he wanted to keep his distance ... Listening to his sister's troubles was something his brother must do. Nothing that bothered her should exist.
他 Under his gaze, she flushed and blushed slightly, and said quietly, "Brother, can you take me to buy clothes?"
"... buy clothes?" It's just such a thing, how could she make her react like this?
In his doubtful sight, her face turned redder and stammered around her fingers and said, "Xiaoying said that the girls in the class are starting to wear underwear, and her mother will also take her to buy this week, so ... "
Wu Yishao: "..."
His eyes slowly fell to her chest, and some complicated pictures reappeared in her mind, and then she felt only a warmth in her nose.
He quickly covered his nose, but was facing her confused eyes, embarrassed, and he stood up suddenly: "That's your business, don't look for me."
After speaking, he stood up and turned away.
I was stiffened because of her soft cry.
Even if he didn't look back, he could imagine what she looks like now. It must be curled up, wiping the eyes with both hands, and tears could not stop flowing down the cheeks. He heard her choking and said, "Brother, why are you angry with me?"
"..." No, in fact, he was angry with himself.
呜 "Woo ... I know it's wrong, don't you ignore me?"
When she cried, her voice remained low, like a kitten forced to wean her, sadly distressing.
He almost turned around as before, hugged her softly, and no matter what kind of requirements he could promise. But after all, reason overcame the impulse, he lifted his feet with all his strength, leaving her crying behind him.